I don’t know what to make of the ending… after a little thought, do you mean that Cwenna, Wolf-Girl found her birth family? I’d want to kill them if they did the same to me.

PJ needs to reread the story…for me it came through loud and clear. I like how you incorporated the names of the pack, and the little nuances like Cruan’s wet nose touching your dry one. I did find you wearing Old Colin’s pelt a bit odd…I’m not sure how you learned to skin him after he died.

It’s an idea I’ve had for a while. Where would Cwenna learn to wear clothes? Her pack family has fur, while she has none. So when Colin dies, she makes use of his pelt to survive the cold.

Very intense in felt authentically ‘in the moment’ and from this rather odd perspective. I felt like the sentence fragments at the end worked fine, but there’s one in the first paragraph that stood out, the one about the pelt, actually.

Stood out in that it could be rephrased better? I was trying to capture how I imagine the mindset of a wolf would work: in the moment, thinking in concepts instead of words, while being artistic with the writing.

I appreciate the comments, it’s really making me rethink how I wrote this.

No, don’t rethink how you wrote this. I think its absolutely beautiful.

Great Story! I really liked it! Most likely gonna be the winner!

Thanks, Sky! And thank you Storm, it means a lot.